They waited impatiently for the return of the team, and were on the alert when it drove into the yard.
“Did you have a pleasant ride, father?” asked Brackett.
“Yes, Jeremiah, thank you.”
“Did you attend to all your business, or will you want the horse another day?”
“I didn’t say I went on business,” said the old man, shrewdly. “I may want the horse another day. Here is your money, Jeremiah.”
Mr. Brackett extended his hand with alacrity, and took the proffered two dollars and a half, which he put in his pocket.
“You can have it any time, father,” he said. “I’m always ready to oblige you.”
Mr. Dodge went into the house, leaving Andy in the hands of his son-in-law.
“Did father call round much over in Jefferson, Henry?” asked Mr. Brackett, with an assumption of careless indifference.
“No, sir,” answered Andy, demurely.